Last night I dreamed of chickens,
there were chickens everywhere,
they were standing on my stomach,
they were nesting in my hair,
they were pecking at my pillow,
they were hopping on my head,
they were ruffling up their feathers
as they raced about my bed.
They were on the chairs and tables,
they were on the chandeliers,
they were roosting in the corners,
they were clucking in my ears,
there were chickens, chickens, chickens
for as far as I could see...
when I woke today, I noticed
there were eggs on top of me.
what is a dream and what is real....... we all live in our own dream world.... its so amazing who can tell what is a dream or not... we all live in our own dreamworld...its a lovely lovely poem....
adding to Milti Symeonoglou's assessment, the eggs might symbolize that after such dreams one definitely has time enough to avert a future tragedy, if used wisely.
Were you visiting Arkansas when you dreamt of chickens, I wonder? Being the 'chicken capitol' (thanks to Tyson) I often dream of chickens and see eggs first thing in the morning too. Thanks for sharing your charming wit, it makes me smile.
Some poems do have a hidden meaning. But don't think this one does. I think it was meant to make people smile. Poems like these are never really accepted as masterpieces because they aren't depressing.
A free flight of creativity in the serene beauty of transcendent world
A wonderful work of art, great poetry.
Most deserving Modern Poem Of The Day, I enjoyed immensely the humor of the late great poet
Egg or chicken --Which comes first? Perhaps your poem relates to this question.You dreamed about chicken and found eggs first.You have to proceed from egg to chicken.
A very funny poem with chicken galore! Jack covered with eggs in the morning.
Humorous and interesting poem indeed! Your dream came true! :)